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Little Andy Talks with God

About the Nice Man
Hi there, Mr. God.
It's me, Little Andy.
Can I ask ya somthin'?
Taday, a man, I didn't know,
Died; like my grandpa done.
'Cept there were men there
That were soldiers, I guess.
Daddy said they were wearin'
What he called 'military dress'.
(It wasn't really a dress.)
There were flags an loud music,
An flowers like grandpa had.
I didn't know him, Mr. God.
But, boy, I feel so sad.
Daddy just shakes his head
An momma's eyes are all red.
They say he was a great great man.
But, like grandpa, he's dead.
Everything, on the TV,
Is about this nice man.
I 'cided, I won't watch my cartoons.
Daddy says I'm being a 'spectful little man.
He has a box, just like grandpa.
His had a flag on it, too.
Daddy says he earned his
In somthin' called WW2.
I see the soldiers all got guns.
Are they gonna have a fight?
Is there somebody gonna steal the nice man
While we sleep, at night?
Maybe they should put him in the ground,
Like they did my grandpa.
But, they put him in a 'brary room.
'Least, that's what I saw.
I seen pictures of the nice man.
He was really really old.
Daddy says he forgets, like grandma,
An he died from a real bad cold.
Grandma forgets lots of things.
Did he do that, too?
So, he musta forgot his Vick's, at night;
Like grandma might do.
But, Mr. God, I was wonderin'.
Is he there, with you, right now?
Or, is he still in that box?
I know he's goin' ta heaven.
I wanted ta know how.
Mr. God, I gotta go.
I'm jest a little guy.
I don't un'erstand a lot.
Will a plane bring him ta you, in the sky?
Would ya tell him 'hi', for me,
An tell him that I'm sure glad ~
'Cause he will be up there with Jesus.
An grandpa, an Jesus' Dad?
I know you're pro'bly busy
Gettin' him settled, up there.
People are gonna miss him, down here.
But, daddy says he's in your care.
Well, 'hi' ta Jesus an his mom.
I hope ya got some jelly bean candy.
Momma says he likes that.
Bye, from Little Andy.
© 2004 by Sandra Griffin
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In Tribute to RONALD REAGAN
PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES.
GOOD NIGHT, MR. PRESIDENT.
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